Chapter 35 What to do with the task for the rest of your life after the robbery

A 100-meter mountain vine can't bear the weight of three people at all, and the situation has reached the most critical moment.

Before the night to think too much, he immediately loosened his left hand, pulled out the three edges of the thorns around his waist, and plunged into the cliff fiercely. Use your arms to lift your body slightly. The other touched Jietian's calf and pulled out another dagger. Let go of the dagger under his feet, insert the dagger into the mountain wall, and hang it up.

"Qingyue, control planting, strengthen the mountain vine." The night shouted, "Jettian, come on! Hawke's life and death are in your hands.

It is soaring in the sky at night, and it is difficult to climb with only two daggers.

All hope is in Jietian.

Before the mountain vine can bear the limit, get rid of the mountain vine, Hawke will still be saved, otherwise there will be a dead end.

Jietian was stimulated and bit on his shoulder to lift his spirit. His teeth are bloody and his face is ferocious. I don't know where he squeezed his strength, and it rose upwards at twice as fast.

The night doesn't know what the limit of the mountain vine is, that is, it is convenient to get out of the sky, and he doesn't dare to rely on the mountain vine anymore and can't break Hawk's lifeline.

The situation is urgent, and he is even more divided, "Chan, has Warcraft taken away?"

"Big, big, uncle, master," Caifan gasped, "it, it can fly. Vegetables and rice have led it to the foot of the mountain.

"Hold on," the tone of the night is unquestionable.

"Qingyue, answer when you hear it." The night shouted upwards.

The voice immediately came: "I heard it."

"Release Gan Lin's photos downwards, quickly." The night is shouting.

If the distance is not enough, it's okay to get a drop. Any method must be tried, and maintaining physical strength is the key.

The arm began to sore, and the dagger was clenched at night, and the knuckles were stiff. Physical strength is being lost at a terrible speed.

You must stick to it!

The mountain wall is still shaking, and the bottom is closing.

The night shook his head hard and tried his best to get rid of fatigue and dizziness. The teeth began to tremble, the muscles stiffened, and the hand holding the dagger began to shake.

Every day is as long as a year, every minute and every second is as long as a century.

The night barely raised its head, and the vision began to blur.

The starry sky turned into a colorful mass, and the bright silver streamer cut through the sky and disappeared. Broom Star, is it really so unlucky? The night sighed and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a cheer from above.

The night was stimulated by the sound and shocked. Make a hoarse sound and be sure to let it be heard: "Don't worry about me, bring Hokra up quickly. The cracks are closing, and it's too late.

Shan Teng began to move, and the night only felt a burst of sleepiness.

"No, I can't sleep!" The night warned himself, and he cheered himself, "Which me is real? How did I come here from the earth? It must be understood. What does the world really look like? I haven't set foot in the starry sky yet. I'm not reconciled.

"..."

I don't know how long it took, and the muttering voice gradually weakened.

I can't open my eyes at night, and my body is getting heavier and heavier. It seems that a voice is saying, "Go to sleep, go to sleep!" However, another voice immediately reminded, "Wake up, you can't sleep. The wonderful life has just begun.

Gradually, both sounds disappeared.

He felt that he was flying, and it was dark around him. His leg was pulled, and he couldn't fly high. The drag on his legs was getting stronger and stronger, and he couldn't fly. A head fell from the sky, falling, falling...

"Wake up, wake up!" There seemed to be someone crying and shouting in the dark ears.

He seemed to open his eyes, but his eyelids were so heavy.

I'm so tired, really tired!

It's so cold, it's really cold!

The night seemed to be separated from his body. He looked at himself indifferently like a bystander.

There is a purple prism on my forehead, and the light is overflowing. It's so beautiful that I almost have to absorb my eyes! A faint voice came from the prism: "I will return when you are born, and if you leave, I will follow you. Hundreds of millions of miles are green, and when they return, the purple is born..."

This voice is so familiar that I seem to have heard it somewhere. The body seemed to have a trace of warmth, and countless light spots were absorbed into the body. There are golden, green and blue, and the warm current is surging in the body.

"I'm not dead. I should still be alive." The night thought so and tried to open his eyes.

It's so dazzling that there are drops of water dripping on my face. The eyes began to be clear, and it was an elf beauty.

"Qingyue," the night spit out two words with difficulty. He saw a smile blooming on the face of the Qingyue, as if flowers were in full bloom.

"Great, you finally woke up." The little tree spirit stretched out his hand and gently scratched the face of the night. Careful, it seems to be taking care of a piece of porcelain.

"Where's Hawke? He's all right!" The night quickly poured out the doubts. He felt weak and unable to move. It's okay, it's okay. Hawke has been saved, but..." The little tree spirit stopped talking.

"Is there something wrong with your eyes?" The night tries to concentrate to make his thinking clearer. Qingyue didn't say anything. Looking at her expression, it seemed to be a little troublesome to explain.

He had to say, "Okay, let's talk about that later. Where are we?"

Qingyue walked behind the dark night and helped him sit up. The night stretched out its hand to block the sun and looked around doubtfully. I heard Qingyue say, "On the cliff, Hawke is exercising over there. Look." With that, he pointed his hand.

Looking along the clear moon, I saw a giant bear-like figure waving a broad sword on the right open space, and a half-moon-shaped blade flew out and shot into the air. The half moon is getting bigger and bigger, and it flies 30 or 40 meters away before it gradually dissipates.

"Hock," the night shouted, but it was weak.

"Uh," the giant bear-like figure suddenly turned around.

Looking at the front of Hawke, the night almost sprayed out. The guy wore a gray-brown blindfold in his left eye and a tough one-eyed dragon.

A smile appeared on Hawke's face. He quickly lost the weapon in his hand, opened his hands, and ran towards the night. The ground was shaking, and there was a piece of dust along the way.

The night was slightly relieved. When Hawke ran to him, he asked, "How's your eyes? It should be cured."

"Uh-huh, uh-huh," Hawk nodded repeatedly. "Sister Qingyue helped me with the operation. This eye will be very powerful in the future, and I can't see the light for the time being."

The night looked at Qingyue doubtfully, and the little tree spirit looked embarrassed. He sighed in his heart and had roughly guessed some real answers. He no longer delve into it. Let's talk about it later.

"What about the others? What about the rice and the lost? The night changed the topic, and Hawke was interested. He quickly explained to the night, "They went to search for the Warcraft nest. That night, Caifan fought with a Warcraft and was injured in two hundred. Caifan came back and was treated by Sister Qingyue. The beast escaped, and Jietian took the rice to revenge.

After listening to Hawke patiently, the night quickly asked, "What day, have I been in a coma for a long time?"

Qingyue asked Hawk to give him a hand. He helped the night stand up and tried to take a few steps. Then he explained, "It's been two weeks, little brother, you have been in a coma for two weeks. We are all afraid that you will never wake up again. If the slave mark left by Xiaoxin in your body had not been broken, we would..."

Qingyue couldn't go on and turned his head aside.

"What?" The night was shocked, "It's over. What about the task? What about the task? The task is only 20 days in total, and it's too late. Why don't you hand in the task first?"

Seeing the night's sinister tone, Hawker muttered, "Little brother, don't blame Sister Qingyue. You were too seriously injured at that time. I heard from the monkey that you hung from the cliff for nearly an hour. Finally, Sister Qingyue climbed the mountain vine and pulled you up. The meridians in your body are broken. Sister Qingyue is afraid that you will be disabled, so we are not allowed to move you.

Hearing Hawke's words, the night's heart surged. He turned his head and looked at Qingyue and noticed that the little tree spirit was a little abnormal. Instead of talking immediately, he let Hawke leave first: "Hock, you continue to practice swords. I'll call them back. When everyone gathers together, we will have a good time.

Hawk was obedient, so he took the night's arm and walked away with a big stride. After walking more than ten meters, he suddenly turned around. He scratched his head with embarrassment and thanked the night, "Little brother, thank you for saving me. Hey hey..."

"Go, thank you." The night laughed and scolded and waved to Hawke.

The person who got in the way left, and the night turned his head and looked at the clear moon. All kinds of tastes come to my heart, and my feelings are mixed. For a moment, I didn't know what to say." Let's go for a walk together," he said at the end. Qingyue answered in a low voice and accompanied him to the distance. The figure became farther and farther away. Qingyue took the night's arm and leaned against his shoulder. Everything was silent.

The sun is slowly rising, and the mountain wind brings a trace of heat.

When he fought far away, he heard Jietian and the others coming back shouting, which was actually very rewarding. The vegetable rice walked in the front, with a mountain vine around its neck, and the other end of the mountain vine was tied with a two-meter-long warcraft. Running in front of the rice, the Warcraft was dragged away. Jietian and Xiaoxin were working hand in hand, and a group of little monkeys jumped around.

Everyone gathered and the atmosphere became lively.

While decomposing Warcraft and preparing food, he talked about the experience of wandering on the edge of life and death these days. The night was able to walk alone, and he happily patted everyone on the shoulder. He touched the head of the rice, called a group of monkeys up and teased them.

This is the atmosphere for the rest of your life after the disaster! The fire lit up, and everyone was ready to barbecue the meat of Warcraft.

The unlucky Warcraft is the giant eagle that closed the cracks and made trouble at night. It fought with the food in the middle of the night and finally fled back to its nest. Caifan took revenge, and when he recovered, he went out to look for it together. Early this morning, they found the cave where the giant eagle lived. Therefore, the giant eagle was unlucky and became the sacrifice of the temple of the five viscera.

It is rare to take off the night, but it is childlike. He dragged Xiaoxin to everyone and said, "Xiaoxin share our adversity with us, and now we are also a family. I'll tell you secretly, my hometown also has a new one.

Everyone was interested and urged the night to continue.

"Uh-huh," the night cleared his throat. "My hometown's Xiaoxin is a child who will never grow up. Everyone calls him Crayon Xiaoxin." With that, he twisted and danced, and there was a low voice in his mouth: "Elephant, elephant, why is your nose so long? Er...isn't it funny at all?"

The expression of the last sentence made Qingyue and others amused. Unfortunately, everyone has never seen an elephant. Qingyue asked, "Little brother, what is an elephant, a cute warcraft?"

"Oh, that's right, right..."

The night originally wanted to say "playing the piano to the cow", but he suddenly remembered the stick on the road to Shilitang. The night was stunned to hold the cow and the piano.

"Well, you fantasize about Xiaoxin when the little monkey is 5 years old, and then I will simulate him talking to Uncle Beard and Aunt Lina." After saying that, he made a child's naive posture, and then pinched his throat: "Xiaoxin said to Uncle Beard, Uncle Beard, let's peek at the woman take a shower. Ha ha ha."

A piece of thatch was connected to the chin, simulating the serious appearance of the steel beard. The night pulled his neck again: "It is despicable to peek at a woman taking a bath."

Converted into Xiaoxin, the night continued: "It's really too much to say that I'm despicable, hehehehehehehehehe... (blush)"

The night opened his hands and measured his waist again, indicating that this was playing the role of Aunt Lina, and made a fainting action: "Hey, despicable is not a compliment. It is to describe a person who is very bad, so you can't peek..."

Finally, it was restored to Xiaoxin's evil expression and dripped two drops of saliva: "Okay, let's go and watch it openly."

"Bah, hooligan!" The Qingyue blushed.

Xiaoxin couldn't help saying, "Shameless, despicable, dirty, scum."

The night was so funny that I couldn't help holding my throat and let out a string of crayons--hehehehe...

Easy time always passes quickly. After solving the belly problem, everyone was ready to leave and return.

After the joy, there is constant worries. This damn task must be too late to hand in. Will everyone be sent to [Purgatory]? The name just sounds so terrible.